The gun momentum converged into a long straight line.

At this moment, a roar suddenly sounded from the inn.

At that moment, the Red Flame Horse suddenly stopped as if frightened, and Li Wensong's forward momentum suddenly stalled.

In the night, a domineering figure walked step by step.

"Roar!"

Pixiu bowed his body and let out a low roar at the red flame horse, but he woke up in a daze, as if he had just woken up.

Lin Mang raised his eyebrows and chuckled.

I didn't expect that the suppressive power of Pixiu's bloodline was so powerful.

Li Wensong's pupils shrank and he said in surprise: "Is this Pixiu?"

Feeling the abnormality of the red flame horse under him, Li Wensong looked ugly and had to jump off the horse.

The moment it landed, Li Wensong's spear suddenly burst out with a dazzling blood light.

The gun comes out like a dragon!

It seemed like a dragon was roaring.

However, at that moment, Lin Mang stepped lightly and his figure flew out like a white rainbow piercing the sun.

In an instant, he slashed at Li Wensong with a knife.

"Qiang!"

What Li Wensong practiced was the military technique, and he also practiced the Overlord Spear, which focused on large openings and large closings to suppress others with force.

But at the moment of this collision, his arm actually trembled slightly.

Li Wensong's eyes flashed with shock.

He put away the contempt in his heart.

Naturally, his ability to serve as the commander of the First Guard was not entirely due to his status as a relative.

The most important thing in the army is ability. If you are a waste, no one will obey you.

But he didn't expect that he would lose to the opponent in terms of strength.

However, Lin Mang didn't give him any time to be shocked, before dragging his knife and slashing at him.

Continuous battles made his sword skills more and more proficient.

When the sword struck the iron spear, his chest rose and fell, and he let out a low roar, like the roar of a heavenly dragon.

Caught off guard, Li Wensong stumbled and took several steps backward.

Li Wensong was shocked.

How many martial arts has this kid practiced, and all of them are extremely demanding martial arts?

Lin Mang's sword turned and slashed across.

The sword cut through the rain curtain.

A knife mark suddenly appeared on Li Wensong's chest.

When strong men fight, sometimes the winner can be determined in an instant.

"Form up!"

Li Wensong was shocked and angry, shouted low, turned over and jumped on the red flame horse.

In an instant, the Qi energy of the three hundred heavy cavalrymen faintly merged.

Riding the horse, running wildly!

Li Wensong merged into the cavalry team, and the heavy cavalry formed a "pin" shape and began to run wildly.

Lin Mang frowned slightly.

Obviously there were only three hundred horses, but at this moment it created the momentum of ten thousand horses galloping together.

Is this the power of military battle formations?

"knife!"

A silver round wheel flew out of Pixiu's mouth.

The moment Lin Mang reached out to catch it, he threw it away.

In the darkness, a flash of silver flashed at extremely fast speed.

The moment Yinlun returned, the traces of blood on the blade dispersed.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

One by one, the heavy armored cavalry rolled off their horses.

People are protected by heavy armor, but horses' legs are not.

The heavy armored cavalry who fell in the front row were quickly trampled by the cavalry behind them, and their limbs and arms were scattered all over the ground.

Lin Mang stepped out, spinning the full-moon scimitar in his left hand quickly, infusing the true energy into it.

The moment the Full Moon Scimitar flew out, it suddenly disappeared. When it reappeared, it suddenly came behind Li Wensong.

Li Wensong's eyes widened suddenly.

His body still kept moving forward, but his upper body and lower body were separated.

"Bang!"

Half of the body fell heavily to the ground.

The heavy rain washed away the blood. His body turned sideways and his eyes opened angrily, staring at Lin Mang.

Reluctant and frightened...

Lin Mang held the full moon scimitar and was secretly surprised.

This thing is a little weird.

Although both weapons are peerless weapons, unlike the embroidered spring knife in his hand, the full moon scimitar seems to be more in line with the trajectory of the vitality of heaven and earth.

In the field, the remaining heavy cavalry stayed in place in a daze.

Lin Mangxian glanced at everyone and said in a deep voice: "Li Wensong secretly led troops out of the capital and colluded with the White Lotus Sect. He has been executed."

"Are you still going to fight stubbornly?"

The remaining heavy cavalry looked at each other and reluctantly dropped their weapons.

Even the boss is dead, so if you resist again, you are really courting death.

Lin Mang walked towards the inn, looked at Tang Qi and others and asked, "Is everything okay?"

Tang Qi hurriedly said: "Sir, it's okay."

Lin Mang nodded slightly and walked towards the inn.

"rest early."

"Hurry back to Beijing tomorrow morning!"

Looking at the departing figure, Tang Qi smiled bitterly.

Sir...you have such a big heart.

A marquis and a commander of a guard died, how could they still act like nothing happened?

Brothers are awesome,

The average of more than 900 is much more than the 400 I estimated. The monthly ticket is 95, which counts as 100, and I owe 5 chapters...,

Because it has to be evened out, it may sometimes be 3k or 4k words, but 10,000 words are guaranteed to be updated. What is owed will be made up.

There are also updates in the evening. Usually it is updated at 6 o'clock, and once around 10 o'clock in the evening. If it is written in the morning, it will be updated at 8 o'clock.
Chapter completed!